To: E. V. de Loyola \\ From: E. Loyola [[HEAVY ENCRYPTED]]

Eliza's PDA beeped with the new message. Her blue eyes quickly locked onto the device that now had little LED light blinking in short pulses to be as attention grabbing and annoying as possible. With one hand still on the sandwich she was eating she quickly grabbed the electronic assistant from the table with her off hand and clumsily unlocked it in a pattern that poorly resembled a Maltese Cross. This dexterous exercise took her long enough that a new message buzzed the PDA before she could even open the neural net communications application to see what's going on.

Valdez's eyebrows raised as her eyes widened from the surprise - it was Enma! The initial surprise quickly turned into relief as she exhaled. It was good to know Enma was still alive, even if she left without saying anything. Perhaps Sirius would never really know rest from that blonde promiscuous woman. Speaking of promiscuous it did not take the auburn girl long before she scrolled past the military speak all the way down to the equally if not more redhead competition she was having. Her eyebrows narrowed in disapproval. Still, it was good that En was alive, focusing on the positive side was a good coping mechanism to avoid doing anything stupid in a fit of rage.

With a bite of that sandwich awkwardly staying in her cheek she left her meal on the table to grab the device with both hands and hastily sent a reply:

Foxtrot
Uniform

Before leaving the PDA back on the table she made sure to mute it in an act of passive-aggressiveness, not like she could stop Enma, especially when she didn't even know where En was in the first place. Revenge would come in due time but now - food.